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INTRO

Whoever you are, wherever you were, the last thing you remember is the salty smell of the sea breeze and a distinct tickle of electricity across your body. Enough to cause alarm perhaps, but in the next moment it all goes black, or blue to be more precise. When you stir into consciousness, those fuzzy sensations are all that you have as an explanation, though there's certainly more to experience around you.

The warm bright rays of the sun, the rhythmic cresting of the waves into the shore, the unfortunate feeling of sand sticking to you everywhere, because you're lying flat on your back on a beach without a beach towel. At least you're not alone, and at least it doesn't seem like you've been completely dumped unceremoniously, as there's orderly space between you and the 27 others who share your predicament. Whoever left you here probably could have dumped you into a pile, but they have better manners than that.

However you decide to react to your sudden vacation, you'll find that you're dressed just as you last recall and that you have at least one possession of yours on hand. Whatever else you had on you appears to be affected by baggage routing, unfortunately. You'll also find a key inscribed with a particular bird and a strange device in your pocket, ostenstibly some type of cellphone from the period when blackberrys were all the rage. A pop-up window will greet you when you turn on the device, prompting you to pick a username (this pop-up can be ignored for up to 24 hours) and also walking you through a basic tutorial on its functions. For now, it seems like the public network isn't running, but the direct message function is availiable. It ends with a cheerful blurb instructing that "For further questions and help, please contact one of the hotel staff!"

As there's nary a soul that seems to actually work here on the beach proper, it might be worth it to explore. Around the resort are robots manning the buffet, sweeping, and even making cocktails if you want to drink your problems away. While they'll answer to basic commands, provide you with a map of the island, or even be happy to tell you the weather, they're incapable of engaging in any meaningful dialogue. Any questions or demands they can't answer will yield the statement to please contact the administrators.

Whoever they may be, but they'll show their faces eventually. Probably.

((OOC: Welcome to Last Resort! Poke a mod in the discord if you have any questions. The NPC meet and greet will take place at 5PM EST/2PM PST today! ))

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Comments

[dakicover]

Fine, fine. Here.

[ he'll extend a hand up for magolor to hold, with the intention of pulling him to his feet. ]

The sand probably makes it more difficult to stay upright, but maybe try walking in place?

[microtransactions]

[ he's a cat (?) (?????), of course you can't keep him out ]

More productive things like, 'how to not use up all the hot water' before one of us can get to it, or, like I said, who gets what beds!

Or maybe even just 'how to get along for the foreseeable future without smothering someone in their sleep with a pillow'.

[immortalpoet]

[Reasonable, but...]

I don't see the point. It isn't as if we should be planning to be here for the long haul.

[microtransactions]

[ yay, cheerful guy and not grumpy old man— ]

Dealt with a lot of robots in your time, have you? And what did they want with you before, hmm?

[ magolor for his part is making no secret of eying the robot cat with an academic sort of interest. they really do have all sorts here, huh. ]

[dakicover]

That makes it easier to understand.

[ well, at least crea doesn't seem to be put off by it?? there's now a logical explanation as to why this man is eating like 15 burgers and says he could eat the entire buffet. ]

Is there any reason you're hungry all the time, then? Some sort of spell or part of your demon biology...?

[dakicover]

Okay.

[ listen, he's not exactly unused to being treated like this, but not from some rando!!!

crea holds back a huff, crossing his arms against his chest. ]

Though you don't seem to have a dictionary with you either. So I'm not sure how you'd open one.

[microtransactions]

Obviously not, but we also don't know how long we'll be here for before we manage to blow this popsicle stand.

Might as well get this stuff out of the way early, don't you think?

[dakicover]

Oh... good morning to, you two as well.

[ aside from the moment of hesitation where crea has to wonder if the snake can understand them (apparently it does?), he greets up at the newcomer with a wry smile. ]

Yeah, that was my second idea. Some sort of magic trick—literally speaking—perhaps. But no one that comes to my mind is strong enough to pull this sort of thing off. Nor do I recognize this place at all.

[immortalpoet]

[congrats. another Mean Person to deal with.]

I hope someone taught you what metaphors are. Would be a shame if they didn't.

[immortalpoet]

[ERGHHHHHHH he hates it here]

So, what's your offer?

[diabolizes]

The City. I've never heard of that! Hahaha!

[ They're nearing the resort, and the smell of the buffet is starting to waft through the air. ]

Ah, we must be close to food.

[diabolizes]

I wouldn't at all!

[ He digs through the alcohol before ultimately giving up and asking the robot bartenders to deliver them two delicious drinks. ]

Also, I agree. Many places change at night. Who's to say there aren't ghosts and demons that wander our rooms when it gets dark?

[diabolizes]

That it is!

[ He leans against the bar. ]

Although, I wish I had been given some warning that I was going to be whisked away on vacation.

[dakicover]

Now, now, there's a lot of people out there that grew up without going to school as children. You should be more considerate of them.

[ lol. lmao. ]

But fine, I'm going to assume that you're part of some elite group. I don't need your entire history, just a yes or no will suffice.

[divector]

Duly noted. Let's catch up again later.

[ Time to not eat Doritos and sushi again! ]

[stilllovesyou]

No, people die all the time.

I can't explain it, it just makes me upset.

[gluttoning]

No idea. [He shrugs casually.] I just am. It's been like this for a long time, really.

I don't think it's biology? Our diet's different, but no other demon can manage what I can.

Still, I'm the Avatar of Gluttony. It comes with the title, I guess.

Main resort

[solutionary]

[perhaps, as Wei Wuxian is picking up and moving items, he finds something a bit more…scaley… than anticipated?

Changsheng hisses and rears back as the item serving as her cover is moved. There’s a very quick and sharp How ruude! that sounds off before—


—-any further complaint is instantly cut off at the sound of a cough and the footsteps of Baizhu as he approaches the shelf to help Changsheng back to his shoulders.]

Changsheng, there’s no need to be like that. My apologies sir, she’s been a bit shaken up since waking up here.

[diabolizes]

[ Wei Wuxian laughs, waving his hand. While he was admittedly startled for a few seconds, he's quickly gotten over it. ]

Ah, don't worry about it! I think we're all shaken up.

[ He smiles. ]

Is Changsheng in good shape, at least? No injuries from our strange method of travel?

[rapt0r]

I don't see what the big deal is.

[dupiety]

[With an exaggerated sigh,]

I'll think I'm finally free of it, only for a straggling grain to find its way between my toes.

[Now that's true hell right there.

But enough joking for now.]

Hmmm. [He ponders over Crea's response.] By "teleport", I presume you mean the means by which we were brought here. Care to elaborate?

Cabana

[solutionary]

[If Zelkov finds himself at the Dove cabana at the right time, he’ll run into Baizhu examining the meager offerings. Shirts in a couple different sizes—bright and light weight, probably a good choice for the weather (if unfortunate)— and beds that were comfortable looking but not especially luxurious.]

Not much to see, hm Changsheng?— Ah, good afternoon, are you also staying here?

[microtransactions]

For now, huh . . .

[ is that all fifteen cheeseburgers. it's as if magolor finally takes notice of beel's snacking now that all of it's gone. ]

Haha, wow. You sure went through all those fast, didn'tcha? Kind of starting to remind me of another guy I know ... They could pack it away like no one's business too.

[townmusician]

Because you can’t eat those fish?! They’re all plastic and metal!

[dupiety]

[He can respect the approach.

That said, he holds his free hand to his chin in a thoughtful gesture.]

One more thing of note: I was with a traveling party before all of this. None of them appear to have made the unwilling trip with me.